Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 924

Chapter 924: What is wrong with all of you?!

"Penelope Bennet, do you know who killed Zoren Pierson?"

"Who killed Zoren Pierson?"

"You should watch your Second Brother, especially. You thought he was dead, but no, he wasn’t. Otherwise, Zoren Pierson and Finn Davis wouldn’t have a hole in their heads."

Jonathan’s words were those that one shouldn’t even think about, let alone reconsider. Everything that came out of that man’s mouth wasn’t trustworthy. However, Penny had to admit that what he said bothered her. It was a tiny bit of unnecessary irritation, but she couldn’t shake it. As she walked down the aisle, she stopped and punched the door on her side, causing it to echo with a loud bam..

"That motherlover..." she hissed through her gritted teeth, her eyes gleaming with malevolence. "How dare he bring up some nonsense just to rile me up?"

Penny stretched her neck and scoffed, massaging her nape as if that would calm her down. "I should’ve punched him in the face at least once." She clicked her tongue, pulling out her phone to dial someone’s number.

But just before she pressed *call*, she stopped and sensed someone approaching. Arching an eyebrow and glancing back to see who it was, deep lines appeared between her brows.

"Oh, it’s you," she remarked casually.

Slater stopped a few steps from her and studied her face. "Are you okay?"

"As far as I’m concerned, I wasn’t the one who was tossed to the ground. So, yep, I’m okay!"

"..." Slater opened his mouth but ended up closing it. All he could do for a moment was study his little sister, noticing that she was acting a bit strange.

’Now that I recall, Penny was acting strangely too some time ago,’ he thought, remembering the time Penny had let her alter ego take over. He didn’t think much of it, even though she had been bombarding him with selfies that he had compiled into an album.

But then, everything had suddenly stopped, and Penny had returned to her usual self. Back then, he assumed it was because Penny had just had enough and decided to put a stop to it. He thought she had been doing it for "revenge," to get back at him for bombarding her, only to give up because it genuinely made him happy.

"Penny, do you have... an alter ego when you’re drunk?" Slater blurted out, confused. "Back then, you also smelled of alcohol and acted strangely. Moreover, First Brother, and now Second Brother and my brother-in-law, all had this strange look on their faces when you chugged that drink. Is there something wrong with you when you’re drunk?"

"Uh... yeah."

"Huh?"

Penny blinked. "I get possessed when I’m drunk. Slater, I haven’t told you this, but I actually have a third eye."

"What?"

"I can see spirits, and sometimes, I can talk to them. On rare occasions, they can possess my body."

"Penny, what are you talking about?"

"Of course, they can’t just possess my body without my permission. They have to ask nicely. Even so, I choose who can possess me. There are certain criteria, and I only lend my body to good spirits."

"..."

"Ghosts and spirits are two different entities, by the way. Spirits are pretty harmless—just sometimes troublemakers," Penny added, smiling at him innocently. _{free𝑤ebnovel.com}